A week later, I was working with Rumple when James entered the shop and grinned at me. I grinned back, feeling a sudden spark of happiness.

"Hi," I said.

"Hi," he smiled, his whole face brightening.

We smiled at each other. I remembered Rumple was in the room with us when he muttered something about letting us alone.

"How are you?" I asked him.

"Perfect now that I see you," he said bluntly.

I blushed darkly, but I laughed it off. "Knock it off, what are you doing here?"

"It's my day off and I thought that maybe if you were free would like to go to lunch with me..."

"I would love to," I said, smiling while tilting my head a little.

"Perfect," he grinned.

"I still have five minutes of work so..." I said.

"I'll wait for you," he said.

Rumple appeared again. James looked uncomfortable, to which I raised an eyebrow.

"I'll be outside," he said to me.

"Okay."

I started searching for my purse when Rumple stopped me.

"You look happy," he said.

"I feel happy," I admitted.

"I thought I'd never see you happy again," he said.

I sighed, looking down, to then look at him. "I thought that too, once, but you know what? Fuck it. Fuck it all, I don't care anymore. I used to be scared of what I would feel for James if we continued to hang out. Now I don't care. I deserve it? Don't I?"

Rumple smiled. It wasn't a smirk nor a cocky grin, it was a real smile.

"I'm glad to hear that," he said. "Keep the positivity up."

"I can tell you the same thing," I said. "When will you be happy? You deserve happiness, Rumple."

He looked back to make sure no one heard me say his real name, but we were alone in the shop. I rolled my eyes. It wasn't like I had his fake real name to use instead of Rumple. I grew tired of calling him Mr. Gold once, and since he never told me his fake name, I settled for calling him Rumple.

"My happy ending died, Artemis," he said.

"Mine did too," I said gently. "But at least I'm trying."

"Trying," Rumple repeated. "What for?"

I looked at him surprised.

"Happiness!" I said, like it should be obvious. Happiness was what every one of us was searching for. That was we all wanted. That's what Regina wanted when she made this curse. That's what I wanted when I moved with Jefferson and Grace...

"Dearie...villains don't get happy endings," he said gently.

I blinked a couple of times. "I know that."

"Then why do you keep trying?" he asked, real curiosity on his voice.

I didn't knew what to say. I realized with a start that I'd isn't had an answer for that.

"I don't know." I said. "I just want to be happy...happy like I was when I was with Jefferson."

For a second, he evaded my look.

I half chuckled. "What's wrong, Rumple?"

He shook his head. I recognized immediately that look on his eyes.

"Why do you look guilty?" I frowned. "Is everything alright?"

He shook his head again. "Its nothing, dear, just go. Go ahead, have your date."

I looked at him, but at the end I complied.

"Whatever," I said as I walked away. I'd never understand him completely, Rumple had too many secrets.

I smiled and intertwined my hand with James' as we walked together towards Granny's. The feeling of being watched still was there. But every time I looked back subtly, I couldn't see anyone.

"Don't be a girl, Melanie," James scoffed jokingly.

I froze for a second.

"Ew," Artemis said with a wrinkle of her nose.

"Don't be a girl," Jefferson smirked.

""Don't be a girl"" Artemis repeated, turning to her nemesis with a glare. "Is that supposed to be an insult? Is it supposed to hurt?"

"What?" James asked. "Are you okay?"

"Yes," I said, shrugging it off. "So, "don't be a girl? Is that supposed to be an insult?"

"Of course not," James said.

I smirked. "Thought so."

...

Truth is, even when I hate being in StoryBrooke, because its boring and all of that, I don't care if the curse gets broken or not.

I mean, what do I have back in the Enchanted Forest?

Enemies, a cursed life, an ugly destiny, a dark past...Nothing worth going back. Nothing I care about.

Here?

Here I have Paige, here I have Mrs. & Mr. Grace. Here I have friends, I have family, I have a life...

Rumple usually talks about the great saviour, the one that's gonna break the curse and save us all from the amnesia and all of that. I am intrigued, I can't deny that.

The famous Emma sounds like a lot: daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming, the product of true love and all that stupid trash...But I don't care if the curse is broken or not. I already remember, so why would I care about the curse at all?

So, when Rumple called me and told me the saviour was here, I tried to sound excited, only for Rumple's sake. But deep down, I didn't cared.

I knew why he cared, he wanted the curse to be over so he could search for his son, and I wanted to help him.

After all, I wouldn't be myself if it wasn't for Rumple. He'd done more things for me than anybody else, and I, for once, wanted to do the same for him.

After a while, I got curious, and decided to eat breakfast in Granny's, were I knew Henry was. When I entered, I choose the table close to them both, and subtly listened to their conversation. They were having a soft conversation about all of us StoryBrooke citizens. Henry was filling her in, telling her the real names of the characters he knew.

After a while, he noticed me."And that's Artemis."

"Like the goddess?" Emma turned to me.

I choose that moment to raise my head. Our eyes met, and I smiled politely. She tried to smile back, but it looked forced.

She turned back to Henry.

"Exactly," Henry said excitedly. "You see, she isn't a goddess, but many people believed her to be. She was nameless for years,—"

"How can someone be nameless?" Emma raised her eyebrows.

I, on the other hand, felt a knob on my throat. I didn't knew Henry knew that.

"She was abandoned as a child. She had nothing that could tell her who she was, or what happened to her parents. So, for years, she wandered the realms alone, making friendship and working for the wrong people. She got a reputation—"

"A bad one," Emma guessed.

Henry made a noise of agreement. "Eventually, people compared her to the Greek Goddess Artemis. She was exactly as ancient myths described about Artemis: ruthless, strong, powerful, independent. She used a bow, hunted all her prays, loved animals, defended young maidens..."

"So people thought she was Artemis," Emma guessed again.

I didn't heard Henry's response, which told me he nodded.

"They even called her that. After some time she grew fond of the name, and started calling herself that. That has been her name all this time." Henry said.

"But...is she a villain or...?"

"Villain," Henry said. He and Emma both stood up and started to walk towards the door. "One of the most dangerous and feared villains on the book. She was going to kill—Hey, Melanie,"

"Hey, Henry," I winked, he grinned at me before continuing walking.

"Hi," nodded Emma.

I winked at her too. "Hey,"

They continued. Henry glanced back at me before continuing. "—She was going to kill my mom."

They both disappeared.

I sipped my coffee. "Smart kid," I said, the smile disappearing from my face. "Too smart..."

Where did he get all his ideas and his information?

How could he knew about all of that?

Only Rumple and Jefferson knew the story behind my name. Same thing about me wanting to kill Regina...

How on this Earth does he knows?

...